#hannigram fan fic

[reneeawross]

New fic alert (I’m so bad about posting it here) if anyone is interested in some short post-fall hannigram fluff :)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61923802

[buckyeah]

How i read fics

[albert-kafka-camus]

Do you guys have any hannigram fic recs where Will isn’t made clueless, softer, dumber or as I saw someone put it babified

Idk how to explain it

Like a fic where you think his character is canon accurate

Idk if I am the only one who feels this way but every fic no matter how good feels out of character when it comes to Will

(this might just be a me issue)

[justhannigramfics]

The promised Stigmata fic! (links are glitching out for me again, so this is what we get. @quillienvii this is for you <3)

The Image of God Chapter 1. Matthew 27:35

“Jack hasn’t abandoned me,” he said with a sigh, almost as if he didn’t truly believe it, and set the book aside.

“Not in any discernible way,” Hannibal agreed, finding Will’s gaze had sharpened again and he seemed fully present, “perhaps in the way gods abandon their creations.”

Will laughed softly and leaned against the desk. He seemed amused by the comparison, rather than defensive of Jack.

“I don’t think God has abandoned us,” he said, “but tell me what you mean. I’m curious to hear you compare Jack to God, of all people.”

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My tip jar

[suchawrathfullamb]

Saint Hannibal/Devotee Will tale

It was a slow descent, or perhaps an ascent, depending on the eye that beheld it. Will Graham arrived at the monastery as a man burdened by his own trembling mind, the fever of his visions mistaken for affliction. But in that place of stone and candlelight, his ailment became something else: a gateway. The monks saw in him what they had seen in others before—a fragile soul, writhing in the hands of God.

It began with the visions. Saint Hannibal, the Devourer of Shame, came to him in dreams first, his face luminous with something more than holiness. There were whispers in the corners of the cloisters, the murmurs of the faithful who spoke of the saint’s secret teachings. Will listened. He listened until listening was not enough. He followed the traces left in hidden texts, in faded frescoes, in the subtle ways the monks averted their eyes when speaking his name.

Saint Hannibal had chosen a devotee before—Clarice Starling, the woman buried beyond the eastern wing, her grave unmarked save for a single alabaster relic clutched in her still hands. It was there that Will found it, a smooth, ancient thing, cool beneath his touch. He brought it to his lips. The first time was reverence. The second was indulgence. By the third, he understood that ecstasy was its own form of worship.

When the monks found him writhing before the altar, his back arched, his breath labored, they called for exorcism. But Will did not fear their rites, for he had already been touched by his saint, already purified in his own way. The body is a threshold, he knew this now. The heat overtook him, a pleasure so complete that it burned, and the world around him swayed, the monastery bending into something else. He fled, chased by holy men with their books and their prayers, down into the catacombs where the air was thick with incense and rot.

The tomb was waiting. Saint Hannibal lay there, just as Will had seen in the depths of his mind—not as dust and ruin, but as he had been in life, perfect and whole, his body radiant beneath the stone. Will wept. He kissed the bones that were not bones, pressed himself into the corpse that was not a corpse, and in that union, he ceased to be merely Will. He became something else: lover, acolyte, sacrifice. His final breath left him not as a gasp, but as a prayer.

By the time they found him, he was draped over the remains, his body cooling against the relics of his saint. In the flickering torchlight, the monks saw only madness, desecration, possession. His devotion became legend, his name lost beneath the weight of condemnation. But deep in the catacombs, where the air never stirred, something watched. Something listened. And somewhere beyond the veil, a spirit smiled.

[devereauxsdisease]

Reconstitution

Ch. 1: Picking Up The Pieces

          It took three weeks, but Will finally declared what he called The Fish Shack finished. Hannibal couldn’t see much of a difference besides some new shingles and a better roof. Notably, he was not invited to look into the shack and there was a shiny new padlock attached to the door.

          Hannibal had hoped the completion of the shack would draw Will into the house. Hannibal had mentioned how beneficial the sauna would be for his shoulder several times. But it seemed the point of The Fish Shack was to give Will a place to store his accoutrements for his frequent trips to Lake Kisezers. Now, every morning as Hannibal sat in the sauna, literally and figuratively steaming, Will would be rummaging in the shack before walking 100 meters to the water.

          He’d return at dusk to the shack, only to emerge 45 minutes later smelling of sweat and fish, holding a Prussian Carp or two. If Hannibal never ate another carp in his life he thought he’d be quite content. It was getting taxing to think up new marinades and preparations for the dreaded fish. He’d even put them in an aspic hoping to deter Will, but Will kept bringing them and Hannibal kept preparing them. He refused to turn down any gift from Will Graham. Hannibal mused it was a bit like owning an outdoor cat — keeping to its own schedule unless it chose to leave a carcass on your doorstep or decided it needed feeding.

          But when the first frost of the season hit, Will came back in at 3 pm, stomping his feet and rubbing his wind-chapped hands together. Hannibal had smiled, mentioning that he’d just started making mulled wine and offering Will a glass. To his delight, Will accepted and suggested making a fire in the living room.

          What followed, was the first of many conversations. It had started out a bit rough, as was to be expected.

          “So…” Will sipped his wine as he tossed a cushion by the fireplace. “Kill anyone recently?”

          “Not very recently, no.” Hannibal side-stepped Will and settled onto the cushion, which surprised the empath. With a half smile, Will grabbed another cushion and sat by Hannibal. “Did you have somebody in mind?”

          “I might.” Will stretched his legs out, feet literally to the fire. “There’s a guy that lives on the water two houses down. He’s been poisoning the herring gulls to keep them off his pier.”

          Hannibal hummed, taking a sip of wine. “How discourteous.”

          “The gulls probably think so.”

          “Well, we can eliminate him, and I can add some red meat back to our diet…” Hannibal ran his finger around the rim of the mug. “Or I could break him down into chum and you could feed him to the fish the gulls eat.”

          Will laughed, short and stilted like he was unused to the sound. “Both. I’m craving a good steak; the rest is for the gulls.”

          Hannibal nodded, eyes following Will’s to the fire. With any luck, it would be a harsh winter, and this would be the first of many afternoons beside the flames with Will.

Read the rest on AO3...

[stripydottycat]

Some AO3 stats to start the year....

Fics with Hannibal Lecter loves Will Graham

OR Will Graham Loves Hannibal Lecter

Note the pattern on Hannibal's data

Will's eyes match his data

Woof!

We all know who Will loved the most until a certain cannibal serial killing psychiatrist came along.

Will's Graham's Dogs got their own tag.

Dogs covers a multitude of canine themes (and also some sins).

We have more fics that are Hannibal works only (unless this category doesn't match the fic's tags)

Crossovers include all flavours of HEU if tagged.

Includes fics that are multi chaptered, from multiple fandoms, and Hannibal is just one chapter in the fic.

The number of WIPs is higher for 2024 as one would expect - some may have only been posted last week.

Wouldn't hold your breath on too many of those fics from a decade ago being completed (sobs gently into my keyboard, thinking of 'What the water gave me' though that was 2020)

Who's There?

Picked out the obvious top 2 character tags plus some other random people who just happened to be passing by.

Obviously works can have one or all of these tags

These are from categories selected when posting a work.

Unsurprisingly M/M is highest, which is why I've put them on a second axis.

Works can have one or all of these categories; whatever fits.

F/F can include genderbending.

Multi doesn't necessarily mean it's that kind of party!

Just because I love well written crack, and it's what brought me into the fandom.

Will/Hannibal

Will & Hannibal

Or.... both?

Remember:

&: friends, don't share a bed unless it's an 'only one bed scenario' (but they never touch)

/: special friends, share a bed and ALL the bodily fluids

[grahams-hatched-egg]

Everyone PLEEAASE go read reciprocal alchemy by @graciereadshannigram or scifibabe on ao3, its so fucking good and in my opinion should have a place up there with the hannigram ao3 greats. AND ITS TOP DOM WILL??? I swear its worth your time. So much love for writers out there for keeping me entertained and happy you guys deserve the entire world <3

[stromuprisahat]

Do you have any fav hannigram fic? ( If you read any ) Can u recommend some

I haven't been really reading Hannigram these past few years, but I have about three hundred fics bookmarked on AO3, so I'll link

my favourite writers:

amoralagent, AVegetarianCannibal, crystalusagi, damnslippyplanet, DarkFairytale, darkpriestess, Devereauxs_Disease, DisraeliGears, drinkbloodlikewine, emungere, FragileTeacup, FlyingRotten, GoldenUsagi, GreenPhoenix, halotolerant, KareliaSweet, KatherineKrawl, louise_lux, MissDisoriental, mokuyoubi, peacefrog, Petronia, Pragnificent, ProxyOne, purefoysgirl, quenchycactus, starkaryen, thecountessolivia, TheSeaVoices, TheSilverQueen, TreacleA, victorine, whiskeyandspite

Then there are specific fics from others:

A Damn Slippery Life by Magical_Destiny

A Gun and a Knife by SLq

Firsts by PajamaSecrets

Kiss Me, Liar... by Phenobarbital

Like a Kite by hannibalnuxvoxmica

Murderhusbands Just Posted a Photo by ShrimpGender

Only the Tender Meat by Isagel

The Joy of Creation by FKAHerSweetness

Some shorts on tumblr:

Genie in a Throttle by avegetariancannibal

Gomez and Morticia by maydei

Hannibal Season 4 Scenario by devereauxsdisease

Telepathy soulmates by lovecrimevariations

And most importantly this legend and absolute MUST READ:

Every Hannigram FanFic Ever: An Adventure in Smut by Bakerstreetmuse, PinkToby

There are some unfortunately deleted gems I've managed to save, but can't repost without the author's blessing, so you'll remain robbed of such gifts as Fidel Castro in a meal or interrogation scene of already fucking Murder Husbands cca. in S02, alas...

edit: I found The Interrogation Scene by inglenookie !!!

[effervescentism]

lowkey I sounds desperate as hell BUT if anyone needs a beta for any fanfics I’m game to help!! I read a variety of fandoms and could probs help mostly with BNHA, Haikyuu! (have not read in a while tho), HP, Wednesday 2022 (embarrassing Ik but they r my comfort lesbians), LOTR and The Hobbit, Hannibal, MCU and Batman with his fam fics (not super lore deep into either of those so probably won’t be super helpful), Spider-man, IT, and Most if not all horror Movie fanfics!! I’m most comfy not editing smut because I don’t love to read it but I’m game to help with editing, outlining, making sure timing and plot make sense, and literally anything else lmao. I love to edit so just lmk if you need help!! (Major 1am post but!)

[hanniballecterkinnie]

hey hannigang. i need help finding two fics. they’re DCRATCHING at my brain but i CANT FIND THEM 😭 pls help

fic 1: literally no clue other than will drags a paralysed randall to hannibal’s house and kills him in front of hannibal. like. PLEASE. it was so good.

fic 2; this one was a single chapter iirc. hannibak got amnesia from a car crash and will was both pissed and worried. season 2 era i think. hannibal eventually regained his memories but slipped back into “perfect boyfriend” mode, which will realised he hated. he gets “murder boyfriend” hannibal back :)

FOUND FIC 2: https://archiveofourown.org/works/42679869

please help please help i have no idea how to find them ive looked EVERYWHERE

[reneeawross]

Just finished my second Hannigram fan fiction. Call Me In A Sweet Design, aka Hannigram phone sex. Enjoy. https://archiveofourown.org/works/58144282

[random-bean-allie]

what exactly compels people to insult fics in PUBLIC bookmarks??

like sir, the writer is a random person who's writing for fun and has decided to share their creation with us so that hopefully some of us can have a few minutes of joy in our day!! that's amazing!

if you don't like it - just click out. it's not like they tricked you into giving them your firstborn, chill out and be respectful.

[cannibal-dollzartz]

Chat do we fuck with this before I start writing?(I already started writing)

And if so I need name ideas for this mystery kid

[justhannigramfics]

So what if I decide on impulse to write a fic where mafia boss Will uses Hannibal as his personal attack dog? So what if I decide Hannibal would enjoy every time Will orders him around? So what if I write Hannibal as being jealous of his position, and killing other people for being ordered around by Will? So what?

[nwodwols]

Help.

I want this:

Arguing with that:

And I want it in a university setting. Hannibal is the new professor on campus who uses eccentric teaching methods with his students. Will is the lecturer, pen and paper type.

Hannibal teaches humanities; Will teaches in STEM.

They have to work a project together. A presentation perhaps? Save our art program or fund this research project kind of thing. Something their dual expertise is required.

Is there such a fic? I have literally only read one hannigram fic and it was a three part series of post-fall one shots. I don’t want to write hannigram fic. Please. I can’t go back to jail.

But I have one humanities course after another until Christmas and then I graduate. I’ll be fucking 41. I’m tired and I need this. Need it. Give it to me. Somebody has it already. Is it you? I’ll pay 💰